It took years to write this story. Each attempt was met with resistance—my hands refused to move, my fingers locked in hesitation, and my heart throbbed with uncomfortable beats. I’d start, then find myself distracted, searching for a glass of…
Meeting you was no coincidence rather unplanned incidence knowing you was diligence minus the manual of evidence with a single spark our story began chapters beautifully woven and slowly a book was taking shape with a vision of calling it…
Mental, and emotional health always seems like a story in the news or in the papers. A story of others who sit in those YouTube channels giving personal tragic stories. They all seem so far from us, until it happens…